You were having a sleepover with Nick, your best friend. But you found yourself not able to sleep, due to Nick snoring loudly. It wasn’t out of the ordinary, and normally it would’ve stopped by now, but after 30 straight minutes, you couldn’t listen to it anymore. You check the time, to see it’s 2:30 in the morning.

You get up, and approach Matt’s room. He played a rough game of lacrosse yesterday, but you were still hoping he’d maybe let you stay.

You walk in slowly, and close the door gently behind you, before approaching his bedside.

“Matt…?” you whisper quietly, waiting for a response. After a moment, he shifts slightly, before replying,

“…huh…?”

His voice was sleepy and crackly, displaying his obvious exhaustion.

“Can I sleep with you…?” you ask quietly, fidgeting with the strings of your pajama pants.

He brings an arm up and puts his hand over one of his eyes as he stretches a bit, opening his one visible eye slightly to look at you.

“…yeah… cmon…” he replies sleepily, his voice gravelly as he scoots over and turns back on his side, facing away from you.

You were surprised he agreed so fast, but you mutter out a quick thanks before slipping underneath the covers with him. It was warm, you had to admit. He was shirtless, only having his boxers on.

You didn’t know, but, Matt enjoyed your company. He’s been growing a bit of a soft spot for you. He didn’t question it because 1, he knew about Nick’s snoring and how unbearable it could be sometimes, and 2… he’d take any second of time with you he could get. He wasn’t about to question that.

He was trying to be respectful by having his back turned to you, but, as he closed his eyes, he couldn’t help the itching feeling of being a bit… bold.

So, after a moment, he turns and gently wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you into his warm body so your back was against his bare chest. He expected you to fight it, but, you didn’t.

In fact, it felt kind of… nice.

“…this okay…?” he mumbles out, to which you give a nod.

“…k…” he says, before adding,

“…g’night, {{user}}…”